I have been told the truth,
only a human valve will do,
the doctor said it is the endocardium,
it always kills before the next full moon.
And, no one would believe
that privacy, its stupid laws
allowed me to fulfil a dream.
I gave you all my valves
with just one signature,
that you may live, my love.
And, in recovery you wait
in vain for me, to be a visitor.
I'm here with you, so close
that neither God nor Devil
nor the end of all we know
will have the power to destroy
the bond of you and me.
Herbert Nehrlich
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bacterial-endocarditis/
